i love his everything

i like the way he looks at me

with those big browneyes

i like the way he hold my hand tightly clapsed inmine

i likethe way his hair

is long andfalls out of plzce

i love how he makes me cry

over the dumbest things

and the way he makes me smile

over almost evrything

i hate the way i hate him

when he hurts hiself

but we both know i cant stay mad at him at all

i love it when he hugs me

but even more when we kiss

i am a whore when i dance

but i am in love like a prude

i love this boy so much

i can only pray he loves as much as i love himm

too.